A little slow, but something for everyone! Angst, suspense, emotions, twists.

There's a reason why few if any authors from Brooklyn try to write a novel set in the Far West. There's just no way they're going to understand the territory. The same ought to hold true for writers from Montana setting their novels in Brooklyn. It's a long, long way from Bozeman to Bensonhurst. Which is too bad, because Sweeney on the Rocks is a neat treatment of a reliable theme -- ex-hood in witness protection program surfaces in unlikely location, has adventure. I'm sure Jones did some recon, but his grasp of the local speech patterns and mob scene isn't terrific. As a result, much of the gangster material reads like outtakes from a bad Joe Pesci movie.